It’s 2:58am. I’ll get to sleep at around 3:30am.
I worked all day and all night. Do I deserve a trophy? Yes. One made of human brains. That’s a zombie reference. Because I’m at a lower functioning capacity and for some reason I thought it would be a good idea to write about it.

Just remember, future family: Daddy worked late nights in his neon castle long before you existed so you could enjoy the bigger/greater life you do today.